Текст песни Асель - Военное попурри

"Katyusha"

Apple and pear trees were blossoming
Mists floated over the river.
Katyusha came ashore,
To a high bank on a steep one.
Katyusha came ashore,
To a high bank on a steep one.

I went out, started the song
About the gray-gray steppe eagle,
About the one she loved
About the one whose letters she cherished.
About the one she loved
About the one whose letters she cherished.

"At a nameless height"

The grove under the mountain was smoking
And with her, burn the sunset
There were only three of us left
Out of eighteen guys.
How many of them, good friends,
Left to lie in the dark
Near an unfamiliar village
At a nameless height
Near an unfamiliar village
At a nameless height

"Victory Day"

Victory Day, how far it was from us
Like a coal melted in an extinct fire
There were miles burnt in dust
We brought this day as close as we could
This Victory Day smells like gunpowder
This holiday with gray hair on the temples
This joy with tears in my eyes
Victory Day Victory Day
Victory Day
Days and nights at open-hearth furnaces
Our Motherland did not close eyes
Days and nights fought a difficult battle
We brought this day as close as we could
This Victory Day smells like gunpowder
This holiday with gray hair on the temples
This joy with tears in my eyes
Victory Day Victory Day
Victory Day
Hello mom, we're not all back
Run barefoot through the dew
Half of Europe has walked half the earth
We brought this day as close as we could
This Victory Day smells like gunpowder
This holiday with gray hair on the temples
This joy with tears in my eyes
Victory Day Victory Day
Victory Day
Victory Day smell of gunpowder
This holiday with gray hair on the temples
This joy with tears in my eyes
Victory Day Victory Day
Victory Day Victory Day